The old man before him saw how determined Zhuge Lan was and naturally chose to help.
But Zhuge Lan asked the old man again, "Sir, I still don't know your name. How should I address you?"
"Just call me Uncle Li." He did not reveal his real name, only telling Zhuge Lan to address him that way.
Zhuge Lan did not mind. After all, they were merely passing strangers. Once they reached the Wilderness Forest this time, they might never meet again for the rest of their lives.
At that moment, the old man directly opened the diary in his hands. The thick journal contained far too much information.
Zhuge Lan merely glanced at it and immediately felt his scalp tingle. There was simply too much recorded inside for him to process.
Had this old gentleman spent the past thirty years recording things about the Wilderness Forest? The entire book was filled to the brim.
"Uncle Li, stop flipping through it. Just tell me directly—do you know how to enter the Wilderness Forest? What method do we need to use?"
With Zhuge Lan's question, Uncle Li realized that if he tried to explain everything in this thick book, it would probably take half a month and still not be enough.
So he put it in the simplest terms. "The Wilderness Forest appears once every thirty years, and it appears in a different location each time. In fact, it follows the directions of east, south, west, and north, choosing one direction each time it appears."
"In other words, if it appeared in the south thirty years ago, then it will appear in the west this year. Last time, it appeared thirty kilometers away, so this time it will likewise appear thirty kilometers away."
Uncle Li spread out a map. He had